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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Deep within the realms of my inquisitive mind is burdened a thought. Given birth by silent amazement as I pondered upon nature, its beauty eternal. Ages bloom and fade like flowers, yet remains this burden, this thought does not devour!... Like a lonely flower in the midst of the midnight forest of vast mysteries I am lost! I stumble upon thee, a desolate leaf, shrivelled and ebbed of life. It clinches with what strength remains to its master, a great tree. An ocean of sympathy floods my soul as I stand here and glance upon thee. “ Do not feel sorry for me”, it whispers, “ for I myself have no regrets in these fading moments of my life. Let my appearance deceive you not, for it is infinite joy not fear that surrounds me. Tis not melancholic darkness but heart sweetening light that dances within my soul. Many an idle day have I served my master, my purpose in life have I fulfilled. For since the dawn of spring, my brothers and I, have welcomed the morning sun, the light of life to dance upon us. Throughout the duration of summer have we gathered this light and served our master, our purpose of existence. Now that autumn has awoken my life nears an end. The breeze of the forthcoming winter hath blown farewell to all my brothers, thus only I remain. When I go from hence let this be my parting word: I have given my life, sacrificed my soul to fulfil thee with life, my master, so if the end comes here, let it come!... A gentle breath of wind blew the proud leaf into the distant horizon...... The thought that burdened me for an eternity had finally found it resting place. What is the purpose of my life? To serve thee, my lord, my master, the purpose of my existence.....
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